The Ballerina

A ballerina was she,

For her grace hypnotized everyone 

With every pirouette, 

She was met with enchantment

And praise, for she was like no other

But under all the poise and beauty, 

Were the dry blood and calloused feet she hid

After every performance, her smile would disappear

As she would look down at her feet

And would see nothing but putrefaction 

Reviews

[The Daisy]

So happy that you have added more works!!!! 😭

[Renée]

I enjoyed your subject, I encourage you to work this piece, I think “ The Ballerina” has much promise to be a special write of yours.

[Thalassa]

Thank you for the review Renee. I personally enjoyed writing it as well.

[som]

This is so sad but well-written. The words used were very deep and descriptive. Good job!

[Thalassa]

Thank you for the review Som. :)